Zhao Ci rode through the street and went to the Zhao Mansion in the inner courtyard first.

Zhao Yanfang was teaching the parrot to speak in the front yard, he was full of gorgeous hair, his face was thin, and his slightly sunken eye sockets were a pair of deep gray eyes. His voice was not as sharp as that of most eunuchs, but rather a completely different kind of calm and crisp.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!" The blue and red parrot cried.

"Father-in-law!" Zhao Ci threw the horse rope to the little eunuch who was chasing after him, and walked forward to salute.

"I'm back." Zhao Yanfang fed the bird food in his hand to the parrot, "The prince has been looking for you, let's go and talk back earlier." ”。

Zhao Ci nodded and said, "Yes." ”。

"Say what you should say, don't say what you shouldn't say, I don't need to teach you this." Zhao Yanfang squinted, and a different look appeared on her ravine-covered face.

"Yes." Zhao Ci bowed and retired.

Zhao Yanfang looked at the direction he left and sighed: "I'm afraid that the sky of this Wangjing is about to change." ”。

However, at this time, the sky is clear, but it does not look like the sky is about to change.

Wen Ziyuangan in Yunying Guan sat in the Jingxiang Hall, his eyes and nose and his heart were full of doubts.

The little guy walked for a while, and the Qichen Dao Leader didn't come back.

He was really flustered, but he had to sit still, until the little guy finally came back, and he hurriedly greeted him, saying, "How is it?" ”。

Before he could answer, a young man behind him spoke. He looks like a Zhilan jade tree, a talent, and he looks like a scholar, and he said: "Master Wen, my family said that the questions you want to ask are all in this letter." ”。

As he spoke, he handed the letter to Wen Ziyuan.

That Wen Ziyuan hurriedly took it and read the letter.

Ten lines at a glance, slightly swept away, Wen Ziyuan said in surprise: "Wonderful, wonderful!" ”。

This letter is full of Wen Ziyuan's words when he went to Sang Zhenren with his little servant, although there are a few questions in front that really want to know the answer, but there are also a few sentences in the back that are about Sang Zhenren, and he still has some doubts in his heart.

But at this moment, his heart was bigger.

Many things make sense, even if that person is not a Sang Zhenren who shows supernatural powers, the letter given is also every word, and it is very beneficial. Wen Ziyuan was happy to see it, he hurriedly asked the little servant to offer incense, and said to the young man: "I don't know how Your Excellency honors you, and can you take me to the Sangzhen Pavilion to thank you." ”。

"Not necessarily," said the young man, "I am only a white scholar, and I cannot talk about honorific titles. ”。

"Brother Jingzhi!" Wen Ziyuan arched his hand.

"Gongzi Wen is very polite," Qian Jingzhi replied and said calmly, "Sang Zhenren has never seen outsiders, if Gongzi Wen really wants to ask something, just ask me." Now that I'm in this Sangzhen Pavilion, I should be a Sangzhen servant. ”。

"Alas~ Brother Jingzhi's words are wrong." Wen Ziyuan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "If you can do things for Sang Zhenren, you must have a different kind of magical power." ”。

"Where is the ......" Qian Jingzhi felt comfortable listening to it, but his face did not show it, but he said, "Send people under the fence and instruct others......

The two chatted and chatted about a cup of tea. Qian Jingzhi can be regarded as a learned person, and compared to Rong Yunhe and other scholars of the current dynasty, it is naturally nothing, but compared to Wen Ziyuan, it is a heaven and an earth. The two talked happily with each other, but they were still unfinished, and they hated to see each other late. made an appointment to meet again next time, and Wen Ziyuan went down the mountain.

Wan Qiyun watched the scene behind the curtain for an afternoon, Wen Ziyuan wanted to ask something, and Wen Ziyuan wanted to know something. She couldn't be clearer that in her previous life, the Wen family's secret was no longer a secret. She asked Wen Ziyuan to catch up with Qian Jingzhi and let this imaginary Sang Zhenren be the medium, just to let Qian Jingzhi and the Wen family sink on the ship of the Empress of the Middle Palace.

She looked at the statue of Sanqing God in the worship hall, she was full of piety, and said: "I only wish to repay one for one, and the grievances will be over." ”。

Qian Jingzhi, she has never loved with her heart, but she has also looked forward to it with her heart. At that time, she was still a woman in the boudoir, and she also thought about her husband in her heart, she didn't want him to be famous, a lifetime of talent, I only hope that his heart is like her heart, and the two are entangled and fly like wings.

But Qian Jing ruined her wishful thinking, raised her eyebrows, and respected each other like guests.

He obviously said how much he loved her, and he obviously begged her to the Qian family.

She thought that this marriage, at least he loved her.

But how could he have thought that the final outcome was to be betrayed and put on the execution ground. The sun hung high that day, and the sun was in full bloom, but it could not illuminate the unpredictable changes of this man's heart.

When Zhao Ci arrived at the Prince's Mansion, Wen Bin also arrived at the Princess's Mansion.

"Zhao Ci!" The prince was losing his temper, and when he saw the visitor, his eyes lit up, and he said, "You let this palace wait!" ”。

Zhao Ci was about to salute, but the prince waved his hand and said, "Excuse me!" You should hurry up and tell the palace who burned the Shen Mansion! ”。

The crown prince was originally interested in this matter and did not care.

Who would have thought that after the companion read to collect the news, he would tell him that this matter was related to the people of Xinyang Mansion. At this time, Xinyang Mansion was the most important key person, how could he be involved in the case of burning Shen Mansion. The prince was anxious, but he didn't see Zhao Ci come back, no one consulted, he was even more angry in his heart, and when he was reprimanding the palace people, this Zhao Ci finally came back.

"I don't know." Zhao Ci said, "But Weichen also heard some gossip, which is not enough to worry about, it is really laughable." ”。

"It's funny, what you hear is the same as what Hongu hears?" Murong Yuankang said, "The people from Xinyang Mansion have arrived in Beijing?" ”。

"I'm afraid I'm resting at the Jingzhong Post Station at the moment." Zhao Cidao.

"Nonsense! What nonsense! The prince kicked away the palace people who were kneeling and trembling in front of him, and said, "Was the head of the prefect of Xinyang eaten by a dog?" Or did he eat the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard to dare to do such a rebellious thing! In the Imperial City! At the feet of the Son of Heaven! This bunch of waste!! ”。

Murong Yuankang was so angry that his voice was raised, and he was about to be speechless.

Zhao Ci said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, the prince, this matter may have another source." ”。

"Provenance?" The prince glanced at him.

"Your Highness, why don't you think about who governs the three provinces of Xinyang, Tianshui and Yuanjiang?"

"You mean—Wan Yi?" The prince thought about it for a while, and then figured out the trick.

"Exactly." Zhao Ci nodded and said, "If this matter is really related to the Xinyang Prefect, it should be General Wan who should be anxious at this time." ”。

"Wan Yi......" the prince muttered.

In the princess's mansion, it is a different situation. Princess Yuzhen ate the fruit absently, Wen Bin waited anxiously in the hall for a long time, and then Princess Yuzhen wiped her hands and reluctantly got up and went out. Wen Bin hurriedly saluted when he saw the comer.